Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Really good wine?"

"And it's a wine that is beneficial to my state."

"why?"

Ji Hong was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows and asked, seemingly puzzled.

The old white ape glared at him angrily: "There's no reason, I'm in a good mood!!! Can you control me?"

"Whether you are a wise man or a fool, you will always do a few impulsive things in your life."

"If one day you drink my brewed wine and kill me, I can only consider myself unlucky, but if I have the opportunity to kill you, I won't show mercy."

"I am indeed a demon, and I am also very rational, sinister, and treacherous, but I still have feelings."

"It's just that my feelings, most of the time, will be mistaken for hypocrisy, conspiracy, and a new trap."

"But it's good, at least I can release it occasionally."

The old white ape was slightly absent-minded, and said softly.

Ji Hong turned his head and glanced at the old white ape, his eyes were not affected by what he said from the heart, but he just responded lightly: "But you often send out traps as your sincerity. "

"Whether it's true or not, I can't tell."

"Including this wine, I don't know whether it is poisonous or not, whether you really want to do something."

Ji Hong said, but still waved his hand.

Soon, a rhinoceros ran up the mountain with two jars of wine hanging on its horn, put down the wine, and trotted away.

"Yes."

"So life is always on the road of gambling."

"You can choose to believe me, or you can choose to doubt me."

"Do I really cherish this relationship..."

"One jar of wine, one friend."

"Whether the wine is here, whether the friends are here, it depends on you."

The old white ape pointed to the wine jar and said softly.

Ji Hong watched the old white ape calmly, grabbed a jug of wine, opened the plastic seal, and drank it down.

The wine kept pouring into his mouth, and wisps of violent energy flooded his body.

There was a flash of surprise in Ji Hong's eyes at first, but he quickly regained his composure.

When the jar of wine was empty, Ji Hong sat cross-legged, digesting the energy in his body, and opened his eyes again after half an hour.

From the beginning to the end, the old white ape fell not far away, looking at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking, but he seemed a little absent-minded.

"He wasn't poisoned to death."

"Of course, it's also possible that what I injected was chronic poison."

The old white ape looked at Ji Hong and said with a smile.

"I don't understand."

Ji Hong turned his head slightly.

The old white ape lazily stretched his waist: "Whether it's a human or a demon, the heart is the strangest. It's hard to explain and understand. When brewing these two jars of wine, I don't know what I am. thinking about something."

"Even I was a little dazed at the time, did I become stupid?"

"What does that mean to me?"

"However, when I wanted to give up on this decision, I felt...the idea was not very clear."

"It shouldn't be like this between you and me."

"Competition, life and death, but without delay between us, we are friends."

"At least I think we are friends."

"Even if one day you die, I will often sit in front of your grave and catch up with you."

"As for my death, I don't know whether you will repair my grave."

As he spoke, the old white ape slowly looked away, with a smile on his lips.

Looking at the old white ape at this time, Ji Hong couldn't tell for a while whether it was pretending or just thinking about it in his heart.

"Thank you."

"If you die, every Qingming Festival, I will go to your grave and toast you."

"In any case, you are a respectable opponent."

Ji Hong said softly.

Hearing Ji Hong's words, the old white ape smiled, looked very happy, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Sure enough, after delivering these two jars of wine, my thoughts are clear."

"Heart, it's really hard to understand."

"Such a naive thing, but I like to do it."

The old white ape looked puzzled, smiled and shook his head, sat up slowly, looked at Ji Hong, although he was still smiling, but his eyes became a little serious, looked at Ji Hong and said word by word: " so..."

"If... um..."

"You join the Yaozu, we can..."

Looking at Ji Hong's plain eyes, the old white ape stopped talking, no longer said, just shook his head with a self-deprecating smile: "Oh, forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Your ways, my ways, are firm."

"If we change our direction because of a jar of wine and a few words, it is an insult to our efforts over the years."

"I shouldn't have said that."

As the old white ape said, he directly opened another jar of wine, mixed a little into the empty wine jar, and made gestures with Ji Hong: "Only talk about the present, not the future."

"Respect tomorrow, respect the road ahead, and respect yourself!"

As he said that, the old white ape poured the wine in, and soon his face turned red because of the energy in the wine.

"We need to move forward, not to respect."

Ji Hong said lightly, but just subconsciously glanced at the sky, and took a sip of his wine.